ROOM 666 (LITTLE DEVIL)2

...At that moment, all we could think about was breaking the news to the little devil, hurrying up the stairs

(Well, hurrying is just a figure of speech, because you're too old to run that fast!), in fact, Potito stopped on

the second floor to continue up in the elevator.

 

-Potito***Me, in the elevator? Don't lie, Potato, because I run like a gazelle. Because when I played soccer, they

called me "Potito, the gazelle who doesn't run very fast!"

 

-Potato***Come on, Potito... (the gazelle?), do you mean the old tortoise! ​​And this was at least 50 or 60 years

ago.

 

...Come on, get out of the elevator, little devil, we're waiting for you so we can give you news about how the

signature collection is going!

 

Potito and I entered room 666 very excitedly, to tell the little devil, but then...!

...Where's the little devil? (Help!) Potito shouted, all scared! Although the truth is that I was also scared

when I didn't see him in his bed, so empty...

 

Upon hearing Potito's screams, Nurse Clotilde came in, who was in the hallway of that cold, sixth floor of

the hospital...

 

-Nurse "Clotilde" *** What's going on here? What are those screams like in a hospital?

 

-Potato *** Excuse us, Nurse Clotilde, it was Potito when she saw the little devil's bed empty!

 

-Nurse "Clotilde"***Calm down, Potito, nothing's wrong. They took the little devil from the emergency room

because he was having a lot of difficulty breathing, but he's already back in the room because we reacted in

time to offer him help. But man, in a hospital you can't raise your voice like that!

 

-Potito***I'm sorry, Clotilde, I won't yell anymore, but now can you tell me where the bathroom is because I

shat myself!

 

-Potato***Potito, my God, that vocabulary!

 

At that very moment, the room lit up, as if an angel had entered rather than a devil! And there was the devil

with that smile on his face when he saw us...Potatoooo, Potitoooo!

 

-Potito***Little devil, little devil, we already have 752 signatures. Even the kids from the school across the

street and the teachers have signed. Even one with punk hair who rode by on his bike stopped to sign. And

because a lady walking her Chihuahua wouldn't let her dog sign because he was barking at us that he wanted

to sign too...

 

-Potato***This Potito is incredible! He even knows the dog language too!

 

-Potito***Ehhh, dear codfish, I've studied many languages, I even know the smoke signals of the Siou Indians...

(Ubaa, ubaaa, andeee, andeee, janka, jankaaa!), besides, I haven't missed a single episode of Paw Patrol.

 

That's when Nurse Clotilde, surprised and unable to stop laughing, asks us:

 

-Nurse "Clotilde"***...But let's see, Potato and Potito, what is this little devil idea you wanted to propose to

the director?

 

-Potato***Well, we've seen that all the rooms have a kind of telephone to notify you of any incident or

emergency that may occur. However, it's never used because they press the panic button that turns on the red

light outside the hallway so you can see it, and they never use that phone...

 

-Potito***...And the super proposal that Diablillo made us to improve patient well-being is to be able to use

those telephones to auto-connect all the patients between rooms, so they can communicate with each other,

tell each other their stories, have fun together, get to know each other, and even help each other with

moral support...

 

-Nurse "Clotilde"... Wow, I have to admit it's an excellent idea... Congratulations, little devil, I love the

proposal and I'm thinking of passing the leaflet to all the hospital staff right now so they can support it!!

 

-Potito***Yesssss, yesssss, I'm falling in love with Nurse Clotilde... (Sweetheart, we love you, I'll take you to

the movies tomorrow!)